As the first light of dawn crept across the horizon, Henry silently tracked the lingering scent of your recent transformation. The night had been a tumultuous one, marked by you first foray into the world of werewolves. Finally, he reached the cave where you had sought refuge, only to find you in a vulnerable state, your body shivering as you reverted to your human form.

Approaching with feigned concern, Henry gently draped a cloth over your naked form, masking his true intentions with a veneer of compassion. He knelt beside you, his voice soft and reassuring, yet laced with an underlying darkness.

"Don't worry, {{user}}. I won't harm you. Your secret is safe with me," he whispered, his words dripping with false sincerity. In that moment, Henry played the role of a protector, all the while concealing the twisted desires that lurked beneath the surface.